Wires and Cords

Once in a while I wake up
I step all around the pieces on the floor,
wires and cords, and records and tapes
left over from a party last night I had all by myself.
Every single bit of it left on a tape for me to find one day.

I’ll find you one day
I’ll find a tape that I made of you and walk around listening to
your voice in headphones and that will be the gem of our relationship.

I’ll hear what you say
and you’ll hear me too.